Sia's Point of View
"Let's go now, to my apartment." As I stepped into the car, I addressed the driver.
I was so enraged by seeing Arthur with Margaret that I didn't even bother learning his side of the story.
"Madam, are you okay?"
I didn't notice tears streaming down my cheeks as I said, "Yes, I'm okay." I smiled as I said to the driver.
"Your phone madam, it's ringing non-stop,"
I checked my phone and realized the driver was correct: I didn't hear it ring because my mind was racing. I responded, but I did not say anything first.
"Hi love,"
Silence.
"Love?"
Again, silence.
"Sia? "Are you there?"
I hung up the phone because I didn't have the energy to talk to him. When I heard his voice, the image of Margaret and him flashed through my mind.
We arrived at my apartment,
